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by Karl-Shakur // Instagram
ti amo,tu mi ami?
Da un bel pó
Everyday we change the world. But to change the world in a way that means anything, that takes more time than most people have. It never happens all at once. It’s slow. It’s methodical. It’s exhausting. We don’t all have the stomach for it.
“Sono quello che ti uccide e poi piange per te..”
«e sono un figlio di puttana però lascio sempre spazio per te solamente.»
Marracash.
Alla fine è solo questione d'abitudine
Shooting in Midtown, Manhattan, getting soaked in the pouring rain. This kind of mood is something I’ve been trying to capture for a long time now, I spent about an hour out in the water and shot frames until my camera died.
Photography by Dave Krugman, @dave.krugman on Instagram.
Quisquis amat valeat, pereat qui nescit amare, bis tanto pereat quisquis amare vetat.
Viva chi ama, muoia chi non sa amare, Morte doppia colpisca chi proibisce l’amore.
Graffito rinvenuto su un muro di Pompei, 79 d.C
(via animeincollisione)
Ma secondo te non me ne pento? Hai idea di come cazzo mi sento?
Salmo (via sietetropposimpaticigiuro)
You don't give a shit about me! You said I was no good. I'm nothing! Why would you want me?
lava il sangue perso in ogni sbaglio dimmi quanto valgo se non so cos'è che voglio se scappo da chi amo se scappo da ogni sogno
Mezzosangue, piove musica (via traimieiparadossi)